Tyrant Whitewashing Plan [Transmigration Book]

The old man's lips were lightly opened, and the gaps at the corners of his eyes were filled with stories of the years, and his eyes carried the vicissitudes of life that he had experienced: "My name is Zhuge Yi, I knew the sky and geography when I was 11 years old, and I helped Emperor Xuan unite the world in [-] years. I met her five years later..."

The man's voice was deep and slightly hoarse, his eyes were slightly squinted when he spoke, and the corners of his slightly curled lips revealed endless disdain and arrogance: "My name is Jin Ji, the heir of the Nancheng Huayue Consortium, worth tens of billions, I leaked it through the cracks of my fingers." The little bit of oil and water that comes out is enough for thousands of ordinary civilians to live through their lives."

"My name is……"

Xiao Ji sat quietly at the side, listening to the big guys introduce his prominent life experience, he seemed out of place with them because he was too ordinary, when it was his turn to introduce his life experience, Xiao Ji Ning said simply: "I His name is Xiao Jining, a first-class national athlete, and his professional sport is archery."

After finishing speaking, the room was silent, and everyone stared at Xiao Jining intently, as if they couldn't believe that his identity was so ordinary.

The old man who called himself Zhuge Yi asked him: "Is it gone?"

Xiao Jining replied: "Not anymore."

The self-proclaimed Jin Ji domineering president also asked him: "Have you never won a championship?"

This question hit Xiao Jining's sore spot, he pursed his lips, and after a few seconds of silence, he replied: "No."

As soon as the words fell, the rest of the people present laughed, and looked at Xiao Jining with "I've already seen through your eyes", Xiao Jining was stared at inexplicably by them, and the old man sneered at this moment: "You are lying, you are obviously Xiao Ninth Prince, you still want to continue to hide your identity?"

Xiao Jining: "???"

Jin Ji also smiled charmingly: "You can't hide it from us, Ninth Prince."

Xiao Jining: "..."

Neuropathy.

Perhaps it was because the indescribable complex expression on Xiao Jining's face was too conspicuous, the old man chuckled again, stroked the non-existent beard on his chin to explain Xiao Jining's confusion: "Ninth Prince, you must be very curious about how we know about you Identity."

Xiao Jining was not curious at all, but the old man continued to say to him: "It's been shown on TV, just in that so-called "Jing Yuan Lu", Xiao Jining, Xiao Jining, aren't you the Ninth Prince?"

"Jing Yuan Lu" is a book that tells the story of a general named "Jing Yuan" who beheaded three emperors in a row and finally became emperor.

This book was adapted into a movie a year ago, and it was a hit at the box office, and Xiao Jining did have the same name and surname as the Nine Princes in it, but he hadn't read it, and he was not the Nine Princes in the book at all.

Now hearing these people say that he is the Ninth Prince, Xiao Jining is more than speechless, he is still speechless, he looks at everyone including himself in the blue and white striped hospital gown that belongs to the Qingcheng Mental Hospital, and feels that he is free The person who participated in the patient's leisure discussion here probably really got sick himself. He waved his hand to the nurse who was guarding them and said, "Nurse Zhang, I want to go back to sleep."

"Ning Ning wants to go to sleep?" Nurse Zhang who was in charge of him in the nurse group saw Xiao Jining raised his hand, walked to his side and asked softly with a smile.

After Xiao Jining nodded, Nurse Zhang pushed Xiao Jining's wheelchair and walked towards his ward.

Xiao Jining lowered his eyes and glanced at his legs, and suddenly felt that it was understandable for his patients not to believe that he was a first-class national athlete, oh, not necessarily, maybe as his mother said, he might be able to participate What about the Paralympics?However, compared to going to the Paralympic Games, Xiao Jining still felt that bragging with his patients in Qingcheng Mental Hospital was more comfortable.

But even though he thought so in his heart, he still asked Nurse Zhang, "Nurse Zhang, has anyone from my family visited me?"

Just after asking this question, Xiao Jining felt Nurse Zhang pausing his walking pace: "No, but they called to ask about your situation, but you were sleeping at that time, so I didn't wake you up. "

Xiao Jining laughed. He looked up at the seemingly endless corridor in the hospital, pretending to believe what Nurse Zhang said: "It seems that they still care about me."

Nurse Zhang continued: "Yes, Ningning, you can cooperate with the doctor's treatment well, and you will be able to go home soon."

Xiao Jining did not speak, but obediently took the medicine when Nurse Zhang brought him the medicine at night - this kind of medicine Xiao Jining had never been willing to take before, and he felt that he was not sick.

Nurse Zhang was surprised to see him cooperate so much today, but she felt that Xiao Jining might have listened to her words during the day, so she didn't say anything, but felt very relieved.

Before Nurse Zhang left the ward, Xiao Jining stopped her: "Nurse Zhang, can you help me find a copy of "Jing Yuan Lu"? I want to read this book, but I haven't read it before."

Nurse Zhang was slightly taken aback, but Xiao Jining's condition is not like some violent mental patients, so his request can be allowed, so she agreed: "Okay."

"Thank you, good night, Nurse Zhang." Xiao Jining pulled the quilt around his neck, and thanked Nurse Zhang softly.

He is only sixteen or seventeen years old, with red lips and white teeth, and soft hair scattered around his face, making him appear docile and quiet. Nurse Zhang's son is about the same age as him. She said softly, "I'll take the book with me tomorrow. Come here, good night, Ningning."

Xiao Jining suffered from insomnia for a long time, but tonight I don't know if it was because of the medicine he took, he fell asleep very quickly. Before his consciousness completely fell into sleep, Xiao Jining was still thinking about the book called "Jingyuanlu" in his heart.

This book is very famous, but he has only heard about the general plot. Before entering Qingcheng Mental Hospital, he spent almost all his time on archery training. How could he have time to read novels?

But what Xiao Jining lacks most now is time. He has never lived his own life well before, so he really wants to read "Jing Yuan Lu" and see how the Ninth Prince with the same name and surname as himself lives. Life should be better than him, right?After all, he is still the prince of the Tian Family, at least, he should be able to continue walking...

If only he could keep walking.

Even if he can't walk, let him leave this place...

Xiao Jining's consciousness gradually receded until a ray of dazzling sunlight woke him up.

The sunlight was not only dazzling, but also made his face hot and painful.

"Nurse..." Xiao Jining didn't understand why he was sleeping in the ward, but there was still such a vicious sunshine, so he squinted his eyes and wanted to call the nurse.

But as soon as Xiao Jining uttered a word, he immediately shut his mouth tightly - this male voice was soft and immature, with the softness unique to a child, it was clearly not his voice, Xiao Jining also ignored the glare of the sun and widened his eyes in astonishment However, the several women in pale pink ancient palace gowns in front of him, and the young man in brocade clothes standing in front of him shocked him more than hearing the milky voice in his own eyes.

That boy was a few years older than him, about half a head taller than him, but he bent down and said to Xiao Jining with a young and mature appearance: "Ninth brother, why are you asleep here?"

"I don't know..." Xiao Jining got up from the lawn, patted the broken grass on his body, and said what was in his heart.

Not to mention that he didn't know why he was sleeping here, he didn't even know if he was awake or not.

Hearing the words, the young man immediately frowned, looked around, and asked doubtfully, "Where are your maids? Why are you alone?"

"...I don't know." Xiao Jining just opened his eyes, and he couldn't answer this question.

However, not long after, a woman in pink palace clothes led two anxious and frightened maids behind her, and said to the young man, "Seventh Prince, these two lowly maidservants are enjoying the cool and eating snacks at the small pavilion." .”

"Eat dim sum?" The young man known as the Seventh Prince didn't raise his brows, but instead smiled angrily, "What dim sum is worthy of both of you if the ninth brother can't eat it? I want to try it too."

As soon as the young man's words fell, the faces of the two court ladies turned pale, and they knelt on the ground trembling, and argued: "To the Seventh Prince, that's not the case, it's... our Lady Chun Ji was worried that the Ninth Prince's breakfast would not be enough, so she came here to help you." Instruct the maid..."

When the maids mentioned Chunji, they raised their heads and carefully looked at Xiao Jining, as if mentioning this name, Xiao Jining would plead for them.

"Enough!" But they were interrupted by the young man before they finished speaking, and scolded, "Ninth Brother has just recovered from his illness, you two lowly maidservants dare to leave him alone under the scorching sun, but run to the gazebo by yourself I'm being lazy, I'm going to tell my father about this!"

"Seventh prince, please spare me!" The palace maid was horrified when she heard the words, kowtowed and said, "The servant girl just made a mistake temporarily, please spare the servant girl..."

Seeing this, the pink maid who led the two people came whispered into the Seventh Prince's ear, "Seventh Prince, after all, these two are court ladies who have been with the Ninth Prince since childhood, and Chun Ji has always been on good terms with Concubine Gao. You Look at this..."

The young man originally wanted to say that it doesn't matter whether these two people have been with Xiao Ji Ning since childhood or not, they are just court ladies who steal and play tricks, and after they are killed, they can bring two newcomers from the Shang Palace Bureau, but when they heard the last sentence, he couldn't help it. He closed his mouth again, and looked sideways at Xiao Jining.

Xiao Jining also looked at him, his tanned little face showed no expression at all, as if what happened now had nothing to do with him.

Seeing him like this, the young man thought that the two maids didn't treat him harshly, otherwise the ninth brother would definitely sue him. Thinking that his father was still waiting for them in the study, he kicked at the two kneeling on the ground, intending to Calm things down, snorted coldly: "I let you go today for the sake of Brother Nine. If there is a next time, I will never forgive you lightly!"

The palace maid responded repeatedly: "Yes..."

After the young man reprimanded the maid, he came over to hold Xiao Jining's hand: "Ninth Brother, Father is still waiting for us in the study, don't sleep, go over quickly." After finishing speaking, he remembered the excuses the maids made, and was still worried. Seeing whether his ninth younger brother had had enough breakfast, he asked Xiao Jining, "Ninth younger brother, are you really not full?"

Xiao Jining was neither hungry nor full, he was silent for two seconds after listening to this question, and replied: "I don't know."

The young man's expression became more and more worried: "Oh, what's wrong with you today, Ninth Brother? You don't know anything after asking. Could it be that you are still sick? You won't even forget who you are, will you?"

He really forgot.

Xiao Jining didn't dare to say anything, he just looked at the young man quietly.

"It's over, it's over, sister Rujin, the ninth brother is really sick and stupid, let's go to the imperial doctor." The young man raised his hand to caress Xiao Jining's forehead, and said to his eldest maid.

Xiao Jining heard him yelling one after another, and looked at the scenery around him which was obviously not what it should be in his era, his heart beat faster and faster, and suddenly he made a bold guess.

And what the young man said next undoubtedly confirmed his guess: "Your name is Xiao Jining, I'm Xiao Jiming, and it's your—"

Xiao Jining said: "Brother Seventh Emperor."

The seventh prince heaved a sigh of relief, and began to frowned to teach his younger brother: "Naughty! Don't scare the emperor like this in the future."

The maid Rujin covered her lips with a light smile and said, "Seventh Prince, this is a good thing, Ninth Prince is much more lively today than in the past."

The Seventh Prince recalled his ninth younger brother's temperament of only speaking a few words in the past few days, and felt that although the ninth younger brother said few words today, he was still repeating the same sentence, but he opened his mouth several times, so he nodded and said: " That's right, the ninth brother is still like this."

Ever since Xiao Jining got into a car accident, he could only sit in a wheelchair.

But now his body and feet are intact, and the feeling of stepping on the ground again made Xiao Jining feel like walking on clouds, light and unreal. He followed behind the Seventh Prince, looking up at the majestic and magnificent palace in a daze. He couldn't believe that he had transmigrated into "Jing Yuan Lu" and became the Ninth Prince with the same name and surname as him, and started the life of this person that he was curious about before going to bed last night.

But...he hasn't read this book yet!

The author has something to say: Ningning Sanlian: I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know.